Whatever Happened to the Times of Indulgence in Thought? We Have Announced a Call to Arms. A Call to Thinking is Long Overdue

"Mommy, where do you buy thoughts?" "You don't buy thoughts, Victoria. You make them." "When I grow up, I want to be a thought-maker."

Once upon a time, Victoria, there used to be a lot of thought-makers. There was a thought-maker for every epoch. We no longer pay homage to them.

Whatever happened to the times of indulgence in thought? Rodin's Thinker breathed joy into every thought. But his was the time when to transcend meant also to transform. Today, the Thinker is an abandoned man struggling for reverence. Forlorn and friendless, he is standing afar.

The trademark of our time is a fleeting thought. Our world prefers pursuit of information to thinking. Thought-walking through the vast universe of our imagination resembles sleepwalking more than a vocation. Oblivious of any philosophical trend, we are closer to the Terminator than we are to the Thinker.

Did our mind inventories grow too large for us to handle? Are they overrun with too much information that is obscuring our views? "No-Thinking-Required" tag could very well be attached to too many of these information deliveries. Ignoring the true nature of information, we are giving away our freedom of thinking behaving as if we have yet to obtain a thinking license to pick our eye-berries and our mind-berries. Our wide boulevards of imagination are too often laid bare, fruitless and desolated.

Thinking is not in fashion any more. Or for that matter, it became decorative. We might as well call our time an era of decorative thinking.

The starving artists and thinkers immortalized in songs, ballads, sculptures, paintings, and novels are mostly gone. Considered the compass of the societies past, celebrated and feared through centuries, they changed their times. Today, however, they are regarded as non-contributing members of the society. We have shunned them out of our homes and out of our thoughts. Soon they will disappear altogether.

The stakes are high. We can no longer afford to keep our Thinkers displayed only in the large museum buildings accessible only to a few. We have announced a call to arms. A call to thinking is long overdue.

The phrase "starving for love" became a part of our every day vocabulary. The phrase "starving for thoughts" has yet to enter our dictionaries.

"Stretch the boundaries" should add on a new word changing the phrase into "Stretch the boundaries of thinking."

The word "eye-reach" is used quite often. The word "thought-reach" never made its way into the dictionary. Neither did the word with almost identical letters--"thought-rich."

We need to reclaim our thoughts. The thoughts made of the fabric of our brains. Billy Joel's "I am in a New York State of Mind" is a great success. Maybe, one day a song "I am in a Thinking State of Mind" will be as popular.

Victoria, only yesterday you wanted to look like Barbie, that slender and that pretty. It's wonderful. Don't ever abandon your Barbie. Just make her in your own image. Make her your creation. A thought-maker, that is.